He lay there in the morning sunshine as though asleep, with an arm flung above his head and on his face the easy smile for which men and women had liked him throughout his careless life.
The inquest was held next day, in the library at Carwithiel.
Sir Harry insisted on being present, and sat beside the coroner.
During Taffy's examination his lips were pursed up as though whistling a silent tune.

Once or twice he nodded his head.
Taffy gave his evidence discreetly.

The child had been lost; had been found in a perilous position.

He and deceased had gone together to the rescue.

On reaching the child, deceased--against advice--had attempted to return across the sands and had fallen into difficulties.